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PAPE: Introduction

Pape is a story of love, hatred, deception, poverty, guilt, betrayal, emotions, war and so much one soul could hoard. 


Pape shows how one man could rise from hatred to loving.. It's a thriller you wouldn't wanna miss.. So make sure to catch up with the seasons as it comes.


...... Sneak peak

Yusuf glared at the  approaching silhouette everyone's eyes was casted upon. He was surrounded by the hefty men as though he was a theif (which he was, only that he hadn't stolen this time, he had rather betrayed the gang). 


 And so now he awaited his judgement from the gang leader, who happened to be someone he was very shocked to see.


 All his life as a criminal, he knew the people he worked with, down to the last man in the group. 

He had professionally worked with three criminal syndicates and knew who his bosses were. But this particular gang he was recruited to this time, was very different as he progressed with the team. 

There were rules and regulations he strictly had to follow, and though he knew it was for his own good as well, he found it a bit awkward that he had to impute that in his daily life. He felt restricted, he felt he was being treated like a three year old who hadn't know his way yet in life. And so, he decided to start making his own plans not just to leave the team but to shame them.

 Now, looking at the boss's face for the first time, he knew he had messed with the wrong gang.


Pape's face shone in the light as he appeared, the gang bowed their heads in greeting while Yusuf gulped down a saliva, looking at his fear in the eye.


"Pape, this is the fool that has been working as an Intel to Daniel's gang, telling them all our plans and moves" one of the guys said,the anger in his voice reverberating.

 He was so ready to slap Yusuf on the head, but he held himself because Pape had warned all of them never to hit any of their hostages,or victims unless he gave the order. That was one of the unique things they couldn't understand about Pape, he was more like a decent criminal, an educated terror.


"Pape,make we off am?" Another said

Pape who was busy on his smoking, gave no response. The team watched in silence till Pape smoked his Cigar to the last butt, all the while looking into Yusuf's eyes as if he was reading a novel, and poor Yusuf, avoiding the gaze.


"What recent details did you give Daniel?" Pape asked in his masculine thick accent 

Yusuf took sometime to answer,swallowing his saliva in slow paces

"Pape, he told Da.." one of the guys began to say when his fellow nudged him, the others looking at him now like he was the thief. He quickly apologized recalling another of Pape's lessons not to speak when not spoken to.

Pape only acknowledged his face and then went back to staring at Yusuf, who was filled with more fear than he bargained for.


"Speak now" Pape said softly

Yusuf found his voice"I only told him the location you guys will be offloading the shipment.. Nothing more"


"is that?"


Yusuf glanced at Pape and wondered if the man could read his mind, he didnt want to divulge the next thing he knew, he didn't.


Pape moved closer to him, crouching to Yusuf's sitting position on the floor, he stroked Yusuf's hair

"You know I hate liers, if you want to leave here alive, you'd do better than to give me a hard time now. My niceness has a daring limit."

Yusuff began to cry profusely "please boss,forgive me, I only did what Chief Sanya told me to do, he forced me to give the info to Daniel, please boss."


Hearing Chief Sanya's name got Pape on his feet. The name sounded very familiar,except with the chief in it. 

The name gave him a headache, and whatever gave him headaches was related to his past...

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See you soon.. Xoxo


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